Monthly Archives: May 2015

This post was actually written on Monday, late, in a plane – but got stuck in hampered uploading and image adding due to travels. Life, don’t talk to me about life… 😉 No regular motorway driving to work – this … Continue reading →

This sort of started on the 18 km bike ride on the way home from work today. Well, ok, the duck breast came out of the freezer yesterday, but with 6-7 km home and the stomach reacting to, at this … Continue reading →

Just home from a short vacation with my wife and two friends – as the previous post suggests, we were in Istanbul. I have had the joy of being there several times – it is a wonderful, many-facetted, complivated, beautiful, … Continue reading →

No, you did not read “bikini” – biking, as in bicycling! And man, it was about time. Last year, I started my version of interval training – biking to work in the summer, not in the winter – already … Continue reading →

It’s that time of year! The beech forest is hopelessly pretty in all its sheer greenness – and in the garden the rhubarbs grow so tha you can almost see it. They’re just sooo good when they’re yound and fresh. … Continue reading →

Tonight I felt like a poem How is that even possible? That was the next thing in my mind And to tell the truth, I had no immediate answer for that How does ink feel on paper? It cannot really … Continue reading →

Opening confession 1: This trip contained the most unusual and unexpected lounge experience I have yet had in my travelling career. Opening confession 2: I opted out of the very first luxury offering of the trip. Included in the Emirates … Continue reading →

Not home to play music while zooming around on motorways – this time, it’s Iran and Dubai. So the picture above will have to suffice for the candles I’d normally put in the window back home on May 4 in … Continue reading →

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